It's a pity that no one here can feel this except himself.
Yun Luo's eyes were even more contemptuous, and he said angrily: "Besides the face, what else do you want to see? The figure?"
Nangong Jin felt aggrieved, "I..."
I really am not!
"I remember that the kind of beauty Ajin likes is indeed the kind with a curvy figure and a voluptuous figure..."
Ji Yuan's faint voice floated over again.
Just stab him decisively.
Facing Yun Luo's contemptuous gaze, Nangong Jin choked to death, then turned her head in grief and anger: "Whose brother are you?!"
Ji Yuan: "Haha."
Beichenhan: "Huh."
Everything is done with a smile.
If Nangong Jin hadn't been worried about her image, she would have wanted to sit down on the ground and roll around.
He was wronged and wanted to cry!
"Okay, don't interrupt."
Yun Luo brought the off-track topic back, "Then how was the plague finally resolved? What does this have to do with the old man's kindness to your three aristocratic families?"
"Huh!" Nangong Jin lost his temper, turned his head and stopped talking.
Ji Yuan ignored him and continued: "The plague lasted for two full years, and it was finally eradicated with the joint efforts of the old senior and many alchemists."
"So, that senior is also an alchemist?"
"No..."
Ji Yuan shook his head unexpectedly, "The old man said personally that he is not an alchemist, nor can he make elixirs. But he is more proficient in various medicinal and poisonous properties than many senior alchemists."
Yun Luo raised his eyebrows.
"The method of treating the plague was first proposed by the seniors, and after many improvements and modifications by alchemists, a mild and effective prescription was finally formed. At the same time, many people from our three major families were also infected.
The plague, thanks to the intervention of the seniors, has preserved the inheritance of the three major families."
"So that's it, is this his kindness to you?"
"Yes, after the plague, our three families all sent heavy gifts to the senior to express our gratitude, but the senior refused to accept them and left alone soon without telling us his name in the end." p>
That's it...
Yun Luo raised his eyebrows lightly - sounds like an expert who shows kindness without expecting anything in return?
But if so, "What's going on with this mausoleum?"
"It was later, about a year later, that the old man suddenly found our three aristocratic families and asked us to help guard a tomb for him."
Ji Yuan's eyes suddenly looked at the crystal coffin hidden behind layers of gauze curtains on the high white jade platform.
"To be more precise, it's the owner who guards this tomb for him."
"Is he the person in the crystal coffin?" Yun Luo followed his gaze.
The crystal coffin is clean and translucent, and the figure sleeping quietly inside can be vaguely seen.
Perhaps it was because the high platform was so exquisitely decorated and the whole tomb was decorated so much like a living person's residence that the woman lying in the crystal coffin did not look like a person who had been dead for decades. p>
It's like sleeping quietly.
Ji Yuan nodded.
"This request from the senior is not difficult for the three of us. After all, it is just to guard the tomb. The senior himself is kind to our three families, so we agreed."
Ji Yuan smiled helplessly, "However, we didn't realize it until our senior left gracefully. He didn't tell us how long we would have to keep guard. He only said that when the time came, we naturally didn't have to keep guard."
Yun Luo: "..."
Why does this sound so mysterious?
"So, you three aristocratic families have been guarding his tomb for more than ten years just because of his words?"